Time keeps ticking,

Our voices

that were speaking.

A bridge so easy to cross;

At the end we met.

Seasons changed;

From the summer breeze,

Came the winter nights.

It was meant to be

To make me

feel free.

They said

You were the right one,

But maybe

The time wasn't right.

So I keep you

at a distance,

With an attempt

to keep you close.

The eight letters

Once hard to say,

Keep my mind

Awake at night.